She sits, her ass cheeks spread wide, revealing her ripe, smelly asshole. The scent is pungent, a mix of sweat, musk, and the lingering aroma of her last bowel movement. He's drawn to it, like a moth to a flame. He leans in, his nose twitching as he takes in the scent. He can't help but snuffle, his face buried in her crack, tongue lapping at her filthy hole. She grins, loving the control she has over him, his face a picture of ecstasy as he worships her smelly ass.